Five years ago on Mother's Day...
Well, it was just another day I guess you could say.
Biscuits from Hardee's were brought to your table.
We drank our coffee from cups with Hardee's labels.
You might have said, "These biscuits are just too brown!"
You might have said, "These biscuits are the best in town."
Five years later I don't really recall.
What we said then didn't seem to matter at all.
I gave you a gift of some kind or other.
I don't recall exactly what I gave you Mother.
I know you probably said it wouldn't fit just right.
Perhaps it was too dark, or maybe too light.
Whatever the case, in the end you probably said, "Thanks a lot."
I most likely hugged your neck and said at least I hadn't forgot.
But now five years later what I'd give to go back to that day.
I'd mentally record every word you would say.
I'd stay a little longer still,
Hug you a little tighter for real,
Whatever I could do to make you smile,
That's what I'd do as I stayed awhile.